In the three years since we moved into our current apartment, we have seen a myriad of wildlife in what we call our back yard. A stripe of greenery between our building, a privacy hedge and what lays beyond, the YWCA. This stripe of greenery is home to any number of wild animals, protected—in part—by the privacy hedge (more so than the occupants of the building).
We have seen various coloured squirrels ranging from black through to russet red. We have a late-night wandering family of Racoons who—from a safe distance—are adorable to watch. But only come out late evening and through out the night. We also have at least one skunk who loves to perfume the night air with his decadent scent. Which lingers days after a visit. Pepe has only been sighted once. Once, I think, is enough.
We also enjoy any number of birds from a hunting kestrel to blue jays, yellow oriels and the usual assortment of sparrows, starlings, crows and seagulls. And the occasional song bird who serenades us with the most glorious sound.
Now, there’s a new guy in the yard: Gary, yes, I’ve named him Gary (as he looks like a Gary and not a Gracie!) Large, corpulent, somnolent and he enjoys eating dandelions a great attraction to the ladies. Certainly, if he stays, he’s going to keep the grass well cropped and weed free, by the looks of things. But where he has hidden his den, remains to be seen.
Ah, Gary, welcome to the neighbourhood, I hope you keep us all well entertained.